This is a song about "Yao ming"

But i get you, i bang with you the long way

Maybe tomorrow good lord'll take you away

They're the reason for my lyrical mental state,

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Never knowing 'bout eviction, that could fall down tomorrow,

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

The mic's offensive with lines i've written

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

Knowing way to much like such

Lv on my luggage